Southern women have a reputation. We bring food. Funeral? Food. Wedding? Food. Sickness? Food. Hangnail? Fire? Flood? Stubbed toe? Food. We have been accused of being disingenuous. Hypocritical. Pretentious. But here’s the thing, we keep on bringing food. We were taught how to do this by our mothers and their mothers. Being hospitable is an … Continue reading Southern Women
Getting Out of the Sandbox
As a retired teacher, I remember back when playgrounds for preschool children had sandboxes. I also recall that the sandbox was the place that required the most intervention from me, because it required “getting along with others” more so than the other apparatuses. The arguments usually started over trivial matters. “He took my shovel.” or … Continue reading Getting Out of the Sandbox
A Stunning Display
I thought it was a drone. I was driving down the road and out of the corner of my eye I caught some movement. A dark object hovering or falling maybe. I live in the country, so drones aren’t the norm. Turning to get a better look, I saw that it was not a drone … Continue reading A Stunning Display
Surrender
Surrender. In a time of unrest, it is the last thing either participant wants to do…cease to resist an enemy and submit to their authority. Wave the white flag. Give up. Lay down the right to be right. I have been hearing the word surrender in the quiet places lately. It has caused me to … Continue reading Surrender
Dear Artemis 2 Crew,
I wanted to take a minute to jot you a note of thanks. I cannot tell you what a joy it is to watch you all on your journey around the moon. It takes me back to when I was 5 years old and watching the Apollo missions with my Dad. I remember he was … Continue reading Dear Artemis 2 Crew,
Sad Saturday
I don’t know what the Saturday after Good Friday is supposed to be called, or if it even has a name. I call it Sad Saturday. I am sure that those closest to Jesus during this very confusing weekend were not only sad, but also stunned. This isn’t how they thought it would go. They … Continue reading Sad Saturday
I Am the Thief
I am the thief. The one who mocked Jesus, “If you are so great, get yourself out of this mess. And get me out, too.” My eyes are fastened to my own circumstances. I beg him to set me free from my own consequences. I expect him to do it. I am the soldier. Gambling … Continue reading I Am the Thief
To the Moon
Maybe my love of the moon started when I was 5 years old. July 16th, 1969 I watched the rocket blast into the sky. Then, on July 20thour parents put us to bed in the den, on the sleeper sofa. At 10:56 pm they woke us up to watch Neil Armstrong step onto the surface … Continue reading To the Moon
Lady Liberty
I started as a question in the mind of an artist. How to bring the abstract into the concrete world? How to sculpt theoretical ideas? His thoughts swirled in every direction. His pen tried to connect the dots in his brain. His imagination was piqued by the great sculptures of the world. How they remained … Continue reading Lady Liberty
Happy Birthday, Mom
Hi Mom, It’s your birthday. I don’t know how that works in heaven now that you live in a place that is timeless. Do you even know that today was a special date? My guess is that you are blissfully unaware of aging. What a gift! I have to tell you though, I think of … Continue reading Happy Birthday, Mom
Michelle's Mosaic 